Wang Xuan was surprised, not expecting this person to be a reincarnated cultivator who rembered his past life. In that case, He Lianshan’s previous life was at least at the Earth Immortal Realm, or perhaps a Celestial Immortal.
Only when the soul is strong enough, far surpassing ordinary people, can it avoid dispersing quickly after the flesh body is destroyed, find a pregnant woman to reincarnate, and live another life.
"To reach the Earth Immortal level, you weren’t an ordinary person in your past life, clearly you achieved sothing. It’s a pity you still chose to reincarnate and cultivate anew. Awakening smoothly in this life counts as your luck."
Netizens often praise so geniuses using the term "Immortal," complinting them as if they were reincarnated beings, with exceptional speed and comprehension in cultivation.
At least these reincarnated beings easily surpass the Blood Exchange Realm in this life, achieving levels no lower than the Divine Treasure Realm, a stage unattainable for ordinary people.
If a family has such an "Immortal," it is definitely a blessing, after all, when one person achieves the Dao, their whole family prospers.
However, since He Lianshan could reach the Earth Immortal Realm in his past life, surely he was associated with nurous forces, why didn’t he return?
A lone loose cultivator? An abandoned disciple expelled from the Mountain Gate? Or too many enemies to dare going back?
No matter the reason, He Lianshan dare not use his prior connections from his past life, so he decided to join Immortal Martial Mountain.
However, He Lianshan is probably overestimating himself, the chance of being valued by Immortal Martial Mountain is far less than mine.
"What was your cultivation level in your past life?" Wang Xuan asked.
He Lianshan, under hypnosis, offered weak resistance to Wang Xuan’s inquiry but couldn’t wake up.
"Divinity Transformation Realm." This is the second level of Earth Immortal, the sa as current Martial Arts Hall Master Zhou Wu.
Having received his desired answer, Wang Xuan snapped his fingers to cancel the hypnosis, startling He Lianshan.
He Lianshan’s heart spirit recovered, actually aware of what had transpired, yet under hypnosis, his intelligence seed to drop to an imbecile level, indifferent to it.
When his mind restored, recollection flashed in his head, instantly making him shiver. He couldn’t believe Wang Xuan hypnotized him so effortlessly!
The most terrifying revelation was that he blurted out his greatest secret, his reincarnated cultivator identity!
He glared at Wang Xuan viciously, imdiately harboring murderous intent. Knowing his secret, should he kill him?
"You want to kill ?" Wang Xuan sensed He Lianshan’s killing intent, finding it sowhat amusing, "You, a Muscle Training Realm, are leagues beneath . Even if you had a knife, what could you do?"
Standing before him, He Lianshan was pathetically weak, Wang Xuan could kill him with a flick of a finger.
"I have talent, great talent! Don’t underestimate a youth in poverty; thirty years east, thirty years west, I will surpass you one day!" He Lianshan declared arrogantly, quite confident in his talent.
Wang Xuan was montarily taken aback. This youth’s words seed familiar, like protagonists in stories who often say such things when oppressed.
Whenever protagonists say this, the proud and confident antagonist lets them go, allowing ti to grow.
So, does that make the major antagonist?
But Wang Xuan didn’t wish to crush the other person, the disparity between He Lianshan and him would only grow, never diminishing; there’s no hope of catching up in this life.
Of course, he didn’t speak these words, as such remarks would seem utterly foolish.
A flick of a finger landed harshly on He Lianshan’s head, causing him to grasp his head and gasp in pain.
After teaching the youth a lesson, Wang Xuan said, "Do you think reincarnated cultivators are impressive? There are plenty on the Mother Star, nothing extraordinary.
The identity of a reincarnated cultivator is only important to you; who in a true Mountain Gate would care?"
"Just you wait, an instructor at the basic level. What qualification do you have to judge an ’Immortal’ like ?" He Lianshan scoffed.
Wang Xuan, however, found it strange. He Lianshan didn’t seem cunningly shrewd but rather acted like a young person, not matching his expected image of a reincarnated cultivator.
"So, do you hold a grudge against ? Thirty years east, thirty years west? If you bear a grudge, turning on ans you won’t survive today." Wang Xuan sneered, smilingly staring at He Lianshan, startling him.
"You, you can’t kill now. If you kill now, it only proves you acknowledge your talent is inferior, afraid of my growth. You’re scared I might surpass you in the future, isn’t that right!" He Lianshan provoked.
Wang Xuan disregarded this nonsensical logic; so thought he had the intelligence of a villain? Just kill anyone who wishes to kill , don’t leave them to regenerate like spring wind.
The future remains unsure, who can claim they won’t have a weakness stage? Who can guarantee the enemy won’t make powerful friends or find opportunities to soar?
"Why give you a few more years to trouble later? Better just kill you now." Wang Xuan threatened the youth.
He Lianshan turned pale, realizing the Wang Xuan before him was entirely different from his imagined enemy.
He tensely said, "Then I won’t seek revenge. I won’t hold a grudge against you anymore.
I swear, if I..."
The young man vowed with his own way of heart, family, Zhou Wu watched with interest. During this period, he had been flipping through the hypnosis techniques in the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture and had so ideas.
"Good, since you’ve sworn, I won’t pursue it anymore." Zhou Wu chuckled.
He Lianshan’s tense heart suddenly relaxed, but instantly he heard Zhou Wu chanting from his mouth: "Om! Ma! Ni! Pad! Mi! Hum!"
Suddenly, his mind went blank, his senses disconnected, and his whole person seed weightless, drifting into a dazed state.
"Villain? Since you think I’m the villain, I’ll show you what a true villain is." Zhou Wu stood with his arms crossed, then began hypnotizing.
"The things just now, were actually you dreaming, you’ve always been in the posture stance, lost in it, entering a special realm, as if dreaming, your brain developed illusions.
Instructor Wang never woke you, nor did he ask you questions; it was all just your fear, fear of your secrets being discovered.
Dayti thoughts, nightti dreams, that’s where the fantasies ca from.
The things in the dream, you’ll soon forget, completely forget..."
With continuous hypnosis, He Lianshan’s brain was already muddled at this mont as Zhou Wu wove another dream for him, persistently suggesting.
In the dream, He Lianshan dread that after uttering ’Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,’ Zhou Wu was provoked by him but didn’t act and instead let him grow.
The pent-up resentnt in his heart soon led him to showcase his talents at the Martial Arts Hall, becoming an overnight sensation, effortlessly mastering any Martial Arts techniques, his comprehension was exceptional, and his cultivation speed was ten tis that of others.
Half a month later, the Martial Arts Hall Master appeared, greatly astonished by him, continually testing him, which he managed to pass smoothly.
"Monster! Such talent!"
Believing he had found a gem, the Martial Arts Hall Master knew such a prodigy couldn’t stay at the Martial Arts Hall as he couldn’t teach him either, so he recomnded him to the Immortal Martial Mountain.
Relying on experiences from a previous life and the innate strong advantage of his soul, He Lianshan successfully beca a disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain, received a large amount of cultivation resources, and obtained unparalleled cultivation techniques.
"With training, I’ll soon surpass Zhou Wu, the sha he gave , I must repay!"
Thirty years later, after his cultivation level broke through to the Earth Immortal Realm, he returned to seek revenge on Zhou Wu, only to find Zhou Wu was rely at the Blood Exchange Realm, such a weak enemy was naturally crushed by him.
The excitent of revenge and blood boiling, he proudly slapped Zhou Wu’s face hard.
"Hahaha, didn’t expect I’d already reached the Earth Immortal Realm, did you? And you’re rely at the Blood Exchange Realm, do you regret? Regret not killing back then? But alas, there’s no regret dicine in the world, who told you to be foolish? Hahaha!"
He used various techniques to knock Zhou Wu to the ground, with countless people watching around, leaving Zhou Wu utterly humiliated.
But at that mont, his dream ended...
"Wake up, wake up, the instructor says you can disband, why are you still standing here?" A fellow student beside him shook He Lianshan.
He Lianshan opened his eyes, his mind still a bit muddled, huh? Wasn’t I disciplining Zhou Wu?
After looking around at his fellow students, he learned that they had been standing in the Mixed Elent Stance all morning, with their body’s blood and energy condensing a lot, their tendons and bones having been exercised.
Such gains left them in awe, which other instructors could not achieve.
All this was thanks to Instructor Wang’s guidance to them.
"Is it really so?" He Lianshan scratched his head, thinking about the previous dream, which was so real, but ultimately it was a dreamscape.
"Alas, if only that dream were real, entering Immortal Martial Mountain, receiving the Mountain Gate’s robust training, and defeating the big villain Zhou Wu in the end."
He Lianshan shook his head, the events within the dream began to blur from mory and were eventually cast aside.
His conflict with Zhou Wu was utterly forgotten!
After solving He Lianshan’s matter, Zhou Wu went to seek Elder He’s advice, curious about the reincarnated cultivator and less than the mystery in the womb.
He Lianshan’s behavior was indeed contradictory, claiming he was a reincarnated cultivator, yet his actions were juvenile, lacking the intelligence of soone who lived for centuries.
Just upon seeing Elder He, before he could speak, Elder He, smoking a pipe, and puffing clouds, inford him sothing.
"So disciples who went with you to the Eight-ard Celestial King Realm’s part of the Mountain Gate, are about to return from overseas deserted islands. They went through special training, their harvest should be plenty.
But these new-generation disciples, I really don’t trust them much, so I hope you go assess them, the assessnt thod is simple — a fight.
What you need to do is, defeat them, beat them thoroughly."
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